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Daft

1.Just words

 

Cliché ridden? Not sure. Can I ‘phone a friend?

Patience? No. Haven’t got time for that.

Tolerance?  No.  Couldn’t bear that.

Empathy?  Well, I suppose I could be persuaded.

Sympathy?  Yes of course.  There, There.

Obedience?  Me? You’ve got to be kidding.

Sarcasm?  Yeah, Right.

Egotism?  Yes, I know I can pull that one off.

Modesty?  Me? Surely not? Not for me to say.

Apathy?  No.  Talk to someone who’s interested.  The Hand maybe.

Dignity?  Yes. Even when you are completely wrong. Yes.

Creativity?  Um, don’t think so.  Can’t think of anything anyhow.

Positivity?  Yes, yes, of course.

Politeness?  Sure. No, after you.  Thanks.

Negativity? No, I can’t see that one working.

Naivety? Don’t even know what that means.  Is it Christmas?

Thoughtfulness?  Hmm. Not sure.  Let me think on that one.

Stupidity? Um. Um. Um. Probably Yes.

Sarcasm? Again? Ha, right. Yeah. Whatever.

Blue-sky thinker?  Well, imagine that. Yes.

Competitive?  I’d always back me on that one.

Silliness?  Always.

 

2.Quarters

 

I may have already mentioned it,

But some people just have no imagination.

Take today for instance.

Got a bus into the City Centre

 

Was informed I’d arrived in the Cathedral quarter.

Now this breaking news must have passed right by me

I can see why the geniuses came up with that one

‘Cos I’m stood right next to it

 

But, as usual, I think the Council

Have been too narrow-minded.

What if we had four Cathedrals?

They’d be properly stuffed then.

 

I’d like to sit in on that Committee meeting

The Committee responsible for giving things names

That could get rowdy, go on for quite a while

But, I’m pretty sure, we’d end up with four Cathedral quarters

 

But, in their infinite wisdom, our Council would decide

We could have more than four

We’d also have the ‘Poundland and Bookies quarter’

And the ‘wear a stab-vest quarter’

 

But, if I was in charge of giving things names

We wouldn’t be in this Holy mess

Typical Council, no imagination

And not very good at Maths either.

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Lynn Dye

Mon 9th May 2016 14:02

Two goodies here, Andy, well done. I very much enjoyed, and must admit, I often write just for fun too.

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Andy Smyth

Sun 8th May 2016 23:28

Thanks Rose - always good to get a bit of feedback. These were just daft, a bit of fun. Probably not poetry at all, the purists will be snarling, but it makes me happy to write whilst unemployed and worried about everything else under the sun.

Been reading some of Colin Hill's stuff and they make me laugh. I like poetry/verse/whatever that doesn't conform and is not up its own backside. Some of my stuff rhymes (when I make the effort), but a lot is just a brain dump imagined at 4am in the morning.

Anyway, as always, thanks for even bothering to comment. Good or bad, it is always good to know what people think. I just write for fun mainly, but I do have some serious ones too (see my blog). Basically, at the moment, I just find it a Cathartic process. Always.

A

<Deleted User> (9882)

Sun 8th May 2016 18:49

clever(always)comical (always) am I envious(always)

but do I enjoy Andys poems?(always!)

Rose

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